cat saturday

White Fluffy Love trying to stay cool...

don't fly away

Hummingbirds - everywhere I go. Flying hummingbirds, eating hummingbirds, resting hummingbirds - I'm surrounded by hummingbirds. I'm not complaining. I love their little colorful bodies. Just suddenly, hummingbirds everywhere.

If you have hummingbirds in your life, their symbolic meaning is joy and playfulness as well as adaptability. If they show up in your life it may remind you to enjoy life's simple pleasures and take time to enjoy yourself. Some other meanings include: being more present; independence; lifting up negativity; ability to respond quickly; and resiliency.

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cat saturday

I am still missing my beautiful Rosie Rose. Big time.

goodbye

Last Friday morning, I had the opportunity to visit a beautiful lady and photograph her lovely animal family. The purpose of the visit was to photograph her beloved horse, Yogi, who sadly had to be put down this morning. It was a bittersweet experience. The horse - as well as her other animals - was sweet beyond measure. I feel so honored to have been invited to photograph this majestic and graceful creature in his last days.

Thank you for your life and death, blessed Yogi. Bless you on your way.

cat saturday

Spent Friday morning with a beautiful lady photographing her lovely animal family - three horses, a dog, and three cats. This cat has the most stunning eyes I have ever seen. Her name is Camo...

cat saturday

My cats have not only accepted the piano in their house, they have embraced it as their own. It is now covered in cat hair...

Giovanni and White Fluffy Love

sunday sermon

Today, more than ever before, life

must be characterized by a sense of

Universal responsibility, not only

nation to nation and human to human,

but also human to other forms of life.

His Holiness the Dalai Lama

cat saturday

It's a very sad Saturday for me. My beloved Rose passed away today. Her poor little body couldn't fight the cancer that plagued her anymore. I've had many many cats - all with different personalities. Rose was by far the sweetest cat that ever graced my life.

Thank you for the past 13 years, my sweet. Thank you for your life and your death. Bless you on your way.

meet savannah

I've been busy lately. A little cat showed up across the street at the empty house next door to J's Dad. He didn't want anything to do with it and called me. It had a collar with a tag but was skittish around people. The cat had worked one paw through the collar and it was rubbing under her leg and across her neck. We guessed she was a she. She looked like a she. After a few days, I was able to get close enough to cut the collar off. Her name is Savannah.

I called the number listed on the name tag - a few times. Her former owner finally got back to me about a week later. He had had her for seven years but ran into hard times and gave her up to some friends to care for. He got in touch with them. They didn't care the cat was gone. The poor guy was in tears. He kept changing his mind about taking her back. Back and forth for days. Finally he decided he couldn't take her. That left me or the animal shelter. So, really, that left me. I really don't want another cat, but J is already attached and I can't abandon the cat too. 

J and I brought her over to our house tonight. We're going to try to make her an indoor kitty. Right now, she's in the bathroom. We're letting the kitties get used to each other's smells and sounds. Tomorrow I'll let her into the attached bedroom. And the next day, they'll all be together. Wish us luck. Right now, little Savannah is not very happy. Poor kitty.

taken with my iPhone

cat saturday

This is Rose. She is beautiful and sweet. She's made quite a few appearances on this blog. She's on now because she needs everyone's good thoughts and prayers. She's very ill. Please pray for her...

goodbye

My dear dear feline friend, Graycee, passed away this morning. He has been suffering and slowly declining for weeks. The vet couldn't seem to do anything to help. I couldn't do anything to help except give him lots of love and attention. He drew his last breaths this morning as I knelt beside him. Miss J and I buried him with food, a blue jay feather, and one of J's crystals from the mountains. He's resting under the oleander where he liked to bathe in the morning sun. We are greatly saddened by our loss. We will miss him so much.

Thank you for your life and death, precious Graycee. Bless you on your way.

chicken little

My faith in humanity has been rocked. My next-door "neighbor" - by proximity only - is a hunter. Loves to kill things. He is married with two very young sons who are already being taught to kill. He recently got three chickens. I was hoping it was for the eggs. He had the chickens about a week or so. Saturday night my seven-year-old daughter and I were in our back yard visiting with our sick cat when we heard him and his hunting dog in his back yard. The chickens started squawking and we could see him through the cracks in the fence. He was grabbing the chickens by the legs and knocking their heads against a stump then siccing his dog on them. "Come on, boy! Get the birds!" I quickly sent my daughter in the house. I stayed outside and witnessed him and his dog killing the chickens all while the poor chickens squawked and tried to escape the yard. I was in tears and said something to him through the fence. He either didn't hear me or didn't care. I have to admit I didn't want to get too much in his face. I am afraid of him. If there hadn't been a fence there though I would have gotten between him and those chickens in a split second.

I called the county humane society. They aren't available on weekends but I left a detailed message. This morning I received a message from a very nice sounding woman asking me to call back with more information so they could make a report and call on him. I called back. The man who answered began by demanding to know who had given me that number. The call quickly disintegrated as I tried to explain what I had heard and seen. His response was to berate me and accuse me of not knowing what I had seen. I kept trying to explain. He continued to berate and abuse. Finally, through tears, I hung up on him. These are the people around here who are supposed to be promoting the welfare of and protecting the animals. No wonder so many of us work under the radar trying to help the animals on our own.

How in the world did I - someone who loves and respects and does whatever she can to assist the animals - end up next to a man who is happiest when there is animal blood on his hands?

cat saturday

Pietro - then and now...

going to the dogs

The Saturday before Mother's Day (is it really almost June? time flies!) was our little town's annual Parade and Picnic Day. Parade down main street ( we call it the Midway) followed by food and games at the local park. We always have fun although the parade isn't much anymore. Only one horse entrant this year. Boo! My favorite part was the dogs people brought with them to view the parade...

cat saturday

Baby...the bird cat...who can jump from the ground and catch a bird mid-flight. (Don't worry. Whenever any of her people are around, they interfere with her success!)

kitty ups and downs

It's been a rough day for my extended cat family today. Precious Mitzi - one of Miss J's Dad's cats - died last night. She was 21 and ready to go. Still, it won't be the same going to their house and not hearing her loud scratchy meow begging for a caress.

My Graycee has been sick for about a week. He's not eating and has discomfort in the intestinal area. He's fiv+ so any illness is dangerous for him. Took him to the vet today. Four hundred dollars later, we'll find out tomorrow what's going on inside him.

 Graycee

Mitzi

Thank you for your life and death, dear one. Bless you on your way.

sunday sermon

The principal thing in the world

is to keep the soul aloft.

Gustave Flaubert

cat saturday

ballerina and cat

cat saturday

Graycee just showed up one day - and stayed. He's a neutered male, but he fights fiercely with every cat and sprays. He's totally loving with people. Soon after he arrived, we found out he is FIV+, so he lives in the big backyard surrounded by cat fencing to protect him and other cats. He's a great cat - full of love and personality. He's a joy to have around - unless you happen to be a cat!

Graycee saying hello.

new moon

There is a New Moon today in the sign of Taurus occurring at 5:29 pm pacific time. The new moon is a moment when the old passes away and the new is not yet here. It is a perfect time to set intentions for things you’d like to create or cultivate. The time is magical. Make your wishes within the first eight hours of the new moon and give it up to Spirit to make your dreams come true.

There are a few rules. You must write your wishes down on paper – no computers. Write more than one wish but no more than ten. More than ten scatters the energy. They can be wishes about different subjects or rewording around one subject. You cannot make wishes for other people. You can make wishes to adjust your thinking or your approach toward others. Wording is important. Trust your intuition. You may have to repeat a wish at each new moon if you have deep resistance to that wish. Date and keep your wish list. Wait for the magic to happen.

The sign of Taurus rules money, sensual pleasure, contentment, perseverance, patience, self-worth, and releasing stubbornness. You can write wishes about any subject, but wishing about Taurian issues is especially potent during this new moon.

Happy wishing!

Bull's Eye

For more information about New Moon power periods and wishing magic, see Jan Spiller’s book New Moon Astrology. Available here.